I just spent five solid minutes with my best friend. I know you’re probably thinking that I tucked myself away with some chocolate or something else decadent like that, but nope. Before you continue reading, finish what you’re eating. Don’t let small children or pets see the screen for their own safety.
My best friend? It’s nothing like what you thought.
I have bedhead. It’s bad. This is what I look like when I wake up in the morning. I’ve done nothing to it. My poor husband, right?
And yes, that’s real. Do I get points for the courage to post that? I moved some of that tangle of snarls away from my eyes so I could see at least a little bit, but… this is what I deal with every morning. As you might imagine, I don’t want to leave the house looking like this, which is why I turn to my best friend. After five minutes alone with her (yes, she’s a her)…
I added no makeup. I didn’t change my clothes. It was the same day, just five minutes later. Oh what a difference five minutes makes. Even my skin and eye color looks different, doesn’t it?
So what tool is your best friend?